#+SETUPFILE: ../../../template/level-2.org
#+TITLE: Session 36 - It's all a hologram
#+DATE: <2021-03-15 Mon 00:00>
#+AUTHOR: vaeringjar
#+EMAIL: vaeringjar@land
#+DESCRIPTION: Recap for session 36.
#+KEYWORDS: iina ttrpg


* Recap

The group thought a sinking fishing boat had just hit the aft of the
sub. The rest of the crew finally made their appearance, having spent
all of the day hanging out and drinking in one of the cargo areas near
the bow. They made no formal introductions. The 4 dwarfs made their
way aft to the leak, along with the sasquach who returned moments
later with emergency scuba gear and dry suits. The other 3, elves,
took up their positions. The last to enter the operations room, a
mug-drone, hovered around the captain.

Ardric took some of the controls and closed some of the automated
doors.

The captain admitted some trouble trying to determine the extent of
the damage, and soon, one of the dwarfs reported no water leaking
inside.

Ardric tried to operate the sonar, but fumbled badly. He asked the
captain if they could reboot the sub's computers. Maybe they'd been
hacked. After attempting to reboot, they found out by crashing into a
beach that the scopes had misreported their position. Vince had a
bump, but nothing too serious.

They had landed on Kruzof Island and still had a usable signal.

The sasquach and the elves went outside to setup a camp, while the
dwarfs got to work. Charles joined one of the dwarfs, First Mate Quaz,
and it looked like the captain's drone turned into a copy of the
captain, but at this point nothing surprises Charles. They waded
through some water in the party-cargo room and welded the hole from
the inside.

The captain, herself, remained in the operations room, trying to
restore the computers.

Ardric and Vince went outside with the others. Vince searched the
beach, which seemed overly littered with garbage and various
artificial debris, but at 10pm, he couldn't see as well as the elves
and instead used his magical abilities. Ardric sent a drone to survey
the area, sent a message to Agent Smithereens, and looked for damage
on the aft section of the sub.

Quaz and Charles came outside to inspect the damage. Quaz inflated a
grapheen boatpack. After a little struggle, Charles yanked out a chunk
of rock from the hull and they patched it.

Heading back to the sub, just when Ardric, Charles, and Vince decided
to pack it in for the night, one of the dwarfs (not Quaz) jetted past
them and ran into the woods. Ardric followed, but lost him almost
immediately, but notified the captain. Makini, whom everyone from now
on will continue to call "Squach" dropped a pile of blankets for the
PCs. The elves eventually settled down from their drinking, and
everyone fell asleep.

That night, they took turns on watch, Charles, Ardric, and then
Vince. Everyone had disturbing, foreboding dreams.

The next morning around 8am, a different dwarf (also again not Quaz)
was making a lot of noise rummaging through a bad. Vince remembered it
was a bag the captain had, so he went over to see what was going
on. But the dwarf started running. Vince manifested an elemental and
Charles considered finding some local wildlife to function as Klack
Trap 2, "my pet sapper". After a quick skirmish, the PCs caught the
dwarf, the one from the woods had returned, and the last one (again,
not Quaz) was seen sitting on the bow of the sub. Each of the dwarfs
seemed to have lost their wits.

Just then a ranger appeared, Ricky, a tall probably human woman. She
explained she came from a camp of volcano scientists nearby and that
they had a drug that could help with the feelings of paranoia and
dread that the island seemed to cause on its residents. Ricky called
in her drone copter and gave everyone a ride to the camp where some of
the doctors treated the crew of The Harold.
